The Scum Villain’s Self-Saving System

"..."

Shen Qingqiu squatted on this familiar vast wasteland and sighed deeply.

He said: "Why, why on earth, am I being dragged in again?"

System: [Your current location: Luo Binghe’s dreamland. 】

Shen Qingqiu held his head: "I seem to have asked you this question a long time ago, but I still want to ask it again: It doesn't matter where I am here, the important thing is, why am I here?"

Well, he almost knew the reason.

When Luo Binghe's consciousness was unstable and fluctuated greatly, others would often be affected and drawn into his dreams, which were as huge as a whirlpool in the deep sea.

In other words, he was fooled by his huge brain. For details, please refer to the initial start of the Dream Demon copy.

Shen Qingqiu walked through a copy of the Dream Demon with him. The so-called "once old, twice familiar" is similar to the fact that after connecting to wifi once, you don't need to enter the password to connect automatically the second time.

The best solution I can think of right now is to find a seat and wait for Luo Binghe to wake up on his own.

Shen Qingqiu slowly stood up and touched his face.

The original appearance was restored in the dream. After getting used to it, I felt a little uncomfortable when I touched my face without a beard.

The bamboo forest is rustling and the breeze is blowing.

Shen Qingqiu didn't have to doubt at all. Even if only a corner of this place was exposed to him, he would know where it was.

Cangqiong Mountain, Qingjing Peak.

How could he not be familiar with the place where he has spent the longest time in his life?

There were also disciples walking by in twos and threes along the road. Shen Qingqiu could not help but recognize their faces and clothes.

Shen Qingqiu is an outsider intruder, not in the same channel as these "people", staring at them like a ghost. Although the expressions of these disciples who come and go are slightly dull, they do have noses and faces, and many of them can be called by Shen Qingqiu's names.

Even the Dream Demon couldn't support the huge barrier while ensuring that the creatures inside had facial features, but Luo Binghe was actually able to do it. And it's so refined.

After turning out of the small bamboo forest, there is the Qingjing Bamboo House.

Between the scattered bamboo eaves, the spring water flows, reflecting the seven colors of the sun, tinkling like a rhythm.

There was a sound of light footsteps crushing fallen leaves, and a fifteen-year-old boy in white walked out.

This young man has a fair complexion and seems to have come here at a trot. There is a thin layer of sweat on his forehead, and his cheeks are flushed. He has a cute figure, the corners of his eyes and eyebrows are clear but not sharp, and the smell of youth is coming to his face.

Shen Qingqiu couldn't help but sigh: It's been a long time since I've seen such a fresh and sunny boy Luo Binghe.

During his training at Qingjing Peak, he liked to wear white clothes. After the rebellion, the Demon King Luo Binghe only wore black clothes, which was almost completely reversed from everything in the past. The freshness and tenderness of the green onions are completely invisible.

He walked forward, straightened his clothes, lowered his head and called, "Master."

Shen Qingqiu knew that since he couldn't see him, this call was certainly not calling him. Slowly turning around, I saw a man wearing a green shirt standing in the shade of green leaves.

Who is that face if it's not Shen Qingqiu himself?

The "Shen Qingqiu" derived from the memory of the dream stood like this in a green bamboo forest, with a slim figure, like a slender bamboo. He has a calm expression and a fairy-like air. Looking at it with just his eyes, he really has a sense of unworldly grace.

Now Shen Qingqiu, as a bystander, had to be impressed by his comments.

This pretense, to this level, is so delicious!

Luo Binghe can perfectly restore all kinds of details, and he truly deserves to be the direct descendant of the Dream Demon!

Shen Qingqiu, who seemed to be lost in thought in the bamboo forest, tilted his head and said, "Have you finished running?"

Luo Binghe nodded and said: "Ten laps...finished."

Shen Qingqiu finally remembered which paragraph this was.

The "ten laps" Luo Binghe said meant running ten times around the fence of Qingjing Peak. A task assigned to him personally by Shen Qingqiu.

This is not a vicious corporal punishment of the male protagonist, but an intolerable one.

Ever since he took over Luo Binghe, he had been thinking that since he was a teacher, he had to teach him something real. If he turned against him in the future, at least when he mentioned the words "the relationship between master and disciple, the grace of teaching", the words would not be left unspoken. , The old face turns red first.

The first step is to correct his messy movement and movement.

As for the teaching results, I mentioned it a long time ago. The biggest result was that Luo Binghe stayed in his arms for half a month.

Shen Qingqiu said: "Come again. If you don't do it right this time, it won't just be ten rounds."

Luo Binghe came again obediently, so this time, Luo Binghe did not hit him, but tilted his feet and directly hugged Shen Qingqiu's waist.

Shen Qingqiu: "..."

Luo Binghe said shyly: "Master, my disciple is useless. After running ten laps, my feet are weak."

Shen Qingqiu sighed.

Luo Binghe said consciously: "Disciple knows. Twenty laps."

Shen Qingqiu said: "What circle? Go back to your room and rest."

He really has no interest in abusing children. I really gave up on myself at that time. Love it as much as you like!

No more teaching, no sense of accomplishment at all, throw away the teaching materials!

Luo Binghe didn't realize that he was being disliked, and said happily: "Thank you, Master! The disciples will definitely make up for the twenty laps tomorrow. Is there anything you want to eat tonight?"

Shen Qingqiu wiped his forehead on the side.

Luo Binghe back then... was such a damn cutie!

Working hard, not complaining, being beaten, scolded, being ridden, kicked, cooked... ahem, of course, Shen Qingqiu had never done most of these things.

At the same time, he also became puzzled.

In the dream realm Luo Binghe created for himself, of course he would only choose memories that he thought were good. If the memory of Qingjing Peak can occupy a place, it should be related to Ning Yingying.

Why is there this section?

Dreams can most directly reflect the truest side of people's hearts without any false pretense.

Shen Qingqiu suddenly had an idea that he had never thought about before.

Although this seems a bit shameful, but... maybe, maybe, maybe, the relationship between master and disciple has a higher status in Luo Binghe's heart than Shen Qingqiu imagined.

But there is another point that Shen Qingqiu is sure of:

Luo Binghe was definitely shaking his head and not running away!

Who would usually put the memory of being punished for running ten or twenty laps in a dream realm? ?

Shen Qingqiu was about to walk into the extremely restored bamboo house, when suddenly, a slight chill spread on his neck, and he felt a cold and hot gaze fixed on his body.

He turned back sharply.

Luo Binghe, who was dressed in black, was holding his hands and leaning against a green bamboo, staring at him.

Damn it, my lord!

Shen Qingqiu's first reaction was not to run away, but to stay put and adjust the expression on his face to the most natural one.

This barrier was Luo Binghe's home field, and it was useless no matter how fast he ran. "Run" doesn't solve the problem at all.

The cold and hot gaze just now was not an illusion, nor was he wrong in his description. Luo Binghe's eyes were really like ice and fire, part cold and part hot, locked firmly on him.

Shen Qingqiu gritted his teeth and met his eyes.

After a while, Luo Binghe sighed first.

He murmured: "It's good to be able to dream."

Hearing this sentence, Shen Qingqiu temporarily calmed down.

He was so bold that he actually won the bet. Luo Binghe was in a daze at the moment, truly thinking that he was a product of his own dreams.

Shen Qingqiu saw him leaning on the bamboo, staring blankly at himself, a single figure. Thinking of the situation when he was sitting on the front seat during the day, and comparing it with the original scene where he responded to everything and was surrounded by flowers, he couldn't help but feel a little pitiful.

He doesn't even have a wife who cares about him. It's too awful.

The majestic male protagonist of the stallion story has fallen to this point. No man can bear to look at it.

Luo Binghe said: "Master, please have a word with me."

At this moment, Shen Qingqiu's heart was filled with sympathy for the misfortune of the male protagonist, and he said cheerfully: "Okay."

Unexpectedly, when he spoke, Luo Binghe was stunned and stood up straight, looking a bit in disbelief.

Oops.

Is the presumed reaction wrong?

But now that the show has started, it must be played to the end. Shen Qingqiu smiled slightly and said, "Didn't you ask me to talk to you?"

Yes, tell me quickly. Get up after you finish speaking and let me out...

Luo Binghe walked up, and Shen Qingqiu resisted his impulse and did not keep an appropriate distance from him.

Luo Binghe was silent for a moment and said: "In the past, Master would not even look at me and just walk away, let alone talk to me... Is my thought today too beautiful?"

Shen Qingqiu's face was covered with black lines.

Could it be that the "Shen Qingqiu" that Luo Binghe imagined in the past was all noble and cold-blooded and indifferent to him?

How shaking does it have to be? ! A breakthrough!

Although I always feel that something is strange, hearing these words makes me feel a little sad. Moreover, it seems that Luo Binghe's true hatred for him is not that deep.

Before Shen Qingqiu had time to think about it, Luo Binghe was already in front of him. His expression condensed and he thought, is this a little too close?

As soon as he lowered his head, Luo Binghe pinched his left wrist with his left hand.

When he raised his head again, his right wrist was also firmly grasped.

Next, Shen Qingqiu felt his eyes blur. His cheeks felt like they were being brushed gently by feathers.

There was an unfamiliar touch on the lips, soft and warm.

He just stared at Luo Binghe's dark eyes. The Adam's apple rolled up and down with difficulty.

He wanted to speak but couldn't.

Because the mouth was bitten.

Luo Binghe closed his eyes, and his long black eyelashes cast curved shadows on his cheeks. He looked very well-behaved, but his movements were completely different. He let go of his hand and instead put his hand on Shen Qingqiu's waist, pressing him into his arms.

Shen Qingqiu was pressed against his chest, his whole body stiff. The three views are constantly being destroyed and reshaped at the speed of light in a cycle of destruction and reshaping.

Although the figures of the two people were not much different, Luo Binghe could hold him in his arms.

What broke his collapsed state was a system prompt accompanied by a celebratory BGM: [Comfort +500! Congratulations! Congratulations! Congratulations! (Say important things three times)]

Shen Qingqiu roared: "Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh!"

He finally understood why Luo Binghe didn't push down any of the girls, and he didn't even see a hairy shadow of the three thousand beauties in the harem, but Shuangdu never got pulled down! ! !

Because he used himself to make up for the coolness! ! !

Shen Qingqiu, who suddenly understood the truth, was horrified and filled with grief and anger. He raised his foot and kicked it!

Luo Binghe didn't dodge or dodge. He was kicked all over the place. He didn't take a step back. He looked angry and aggrieved. He asked, "Isn't it okay to even dream?"

Are you feeling aggrieved? ! ? !

Wake up! Although this is a dream, labor and capital are not yours to do it! ! !

It won't work to wake him up with a slap, and it won't work to let him continue to be confused! ! !

This is the real death of both left and right! ! !

Before Shen Qingqiu could continue to roar something to calm down, he was caught off guard and his back hit the green bamboo, and Luo Binghe pressed him on it. Luo Binghe lowered his head and lowered his head again.

This time, I didn’t kiss him softly, I was just gnawing on him!

It was not that Shen Qingqiu had never been kissed by someone before, but this was the first time he had this terrifying feeling that the other person would go crazy and bite off his upper and lower lips at any time. During his messy breathing, Luo Binghe whispered: "Master, I was wrong..."

Do you look like you know you're wrong? !

He was wrong, really wrong, completely wrong!

What does it mean to be groundless? !

Jianghu gossip is based on science. Every gossip was an angel with broken wings in his previous life, able to see the essence through phenomena!

He didn't raise the male protagonist to be cold and cold, and it wasn't a matter of shaking his m or not! The truth is more terrifying than them, he raised the male protagonist to be gay! ! !

No wonder he doesn’t want a female lead! ! !

A woman can no longer arouse his interest without being linked to his comfort level! ! !

crazy! ! !

Shen Qingqiu was considering whether to blow himself up again, when suddenly, Luo Binghe let him go.

He looked at the swirling cloud-like sky above his head and said gloomily: "Damn it."

Damn it, was it Shen Qingqiu who was aiming to kick his key parts this time?

Before he could implement this self-defense plan, the scene and figures in front of him instantly collapsed and turned into thousands of fragments. At the same time, Shen Qingqiu jumped up on the roof of the main hall of Huanhua Palace.

This is the real world.

Shen Qingqiu breathed violently for a while, and finally calmed down, when he suddenly realized that there were fires under the main hall, and warning bells rang.

He stuck his head out, and the hem of his clothes was billowing in the night wind. Looking down from above, countless Huanhua Palace disciples were pouring in from all directions.

"There's an invasion!"

Shen Qingqiu was overjoyed, invasion was the best, taking advantage of the chaos and escaping, no matter what demon blood he had, it was not as important as his integrity! Let's go first, goodbye!

As a result, before he had even taken two steps, he heard someone shout again:

"He's going to the Huanhua Pavilion. It's Liu Qingge! The master of Baizhan Peak is here again!"

Shen Qingqiu's feet slipped and he immediately turned around and turned back.

It's terrible! But Liu Qingge came at this time. He couldn't just leave him to the completely broken Luo Binghe, right?

Huanhua Pavilion is the place where the palace masters of past dynasties practiced and lived, not far from here. Shen Qingqiu jumped off the roof in two or two steps and followed the large troops.

Before entering the Huanhua Palace, waves of freezing coldness hit my face. A deafening roar came from inside.

"roll!"

A group of disciples who heard the alarm bell and didn't know what was going on broke in. Dozens of people in the front row were blown away by an extremely powerful wave of air.

Shen Qingqiu, who was among the last group of people, just managed to dodge this attack, picked a good position, and fished in troubled waters. As soon as I walked in, I felt goosebumps from the cold.

The entire Huanhua Pavilion has turned into a huge ice cave. Stepping into it is like stepping into a world of ice and snow. Shen Qingqiu's sleeves and robe were filled with cold wind, and the cold sweat on his vest and forehead quickly froze into thin ice. You can imagine how cold it was in the room.

Not only was the temperature extremely low, the four walls were sealed tightly, and the doors and windows were airtight. It was cold and dark. If the intruder hadn't forced a large opening open, it would have been like an ice coffin.

The sitting table in the center of the attic was half-covered by curtains, and several black, black, and white coats were piled messily beside the table.

Luo Binghe was only wearing a middle coat, and he looked like he had just climbed out of bed. His clothes were disheveled, his collar was crooked, his black hair was disheveled, his face was extremely pale, but his lips were bright red, and two cold lights flickered in his eyes, ghostly. Angry. The edge is sharp and it is the state of preparation for war.

Seven steps away from him, Liu Qingge's hand bones holding the sword were bulging, and his entire face was livid.

Liu Qingge stared at Luo Binghe who was sitting next to the changing table, and said word by word: "You bastard."

Every time he said a word, the spiritual light on Chengluan Sword would burst into murderous aura.

Shen Qingqiu watched both sides with vigilance. However, he only glanced at the direction where Liu Qingge's sword was pointing, and in his mind came the sound of the last trace of stubborn resistance being completely shattered.

Luo Binghe's right hand was placed on the Heart Demon Sword that never left his body. The snow-white sword was half unsheathed; but in his left hand, he was still holding someone in his arms.

The body was lifeless, with its head hanging down and its limbs weak, but very soft. He was also wearing a thin middle coat, with the collar sliding down to his shoulders, and half of his pale-as-paper back was exposed.

The author has something to say: The exam is even later, sorry!

Thank you Jingn for the mine combo, and also Xi, Orli, Xi, Roubaozi, Yelian, A Liang, Yiyi Feng Heju, Bansu Fried Rice, Xiao Pili, Guo Xiaoyuan, Hui Nantian, Shadow, Xiang Ye, Past Life Mortal World Ji Wushuanggn's mine. There are other gns that I threw away, but I don’t know why I can’t get them out... I’ll research them later and add them next time, thanks!

Finally let the apprentice take a bite. It's not easy.

Let me just say it first, it’s actually very pure^_^ There’s nothing heavy-handed about it

Comments will be replied later, thank you all!